Author: Alison
The eleventh child of an agnostic and a Jehovah’s Witness (See? No Catholic). I am a freelance writer, having stumbled upon this profession as a would-be fashion writer in Paris. I am peripatetic which means I can walk but choose to do so while wondering in three states and Paris. I have no permanent residence and write about my life, addiction, my sisters, Paris, my dog, and, oh, yeah, fashion.
The Present Tense (Hayman Island, Australia)
No Water in These Goggles (Great Barrier Reef)
Just Give Me Some Bird Legs to Hold, Please (Last Day Melbourne, First Day Hayman)
That Paddock’s Got a Heap of Water Running Through It (Somewhere north of the range, Australia)
Golf is Overrated (Huntingdale Golf Club, Melbourne)
Koality Time (Melbourne and Environs)
A Bob, Two Robs, Some Sobs (Yarra Valley, Australia)
The Roots and the ‘Roos (Melbourne, Australia)
